Counterattack Guide of the Female Cannon Fodder

Su Li looked at Si Ting suspiciously, he must know something.

"Why? Where are ghosts in the world? But I scared myself. Or...Teacher, you believe it?" Su Li chuckled lightly and looked at him with burning eyes.

The original host of this body, Yuluo, has a rather shy personality, and because of family reasons, she has always been somewhat inferior and cautious. She usually wears loose hair, and her long bangs can easily block the sight of others when she lowers her head. With a pair of flat glasses, she is always inconspicuous.

But when he was in the haunted house, Yu Luo lost his glasses, and Su Li didn't buy another pair to wear. Even the bangs were fixed by her hairpin. She wondered when she had to go to the barbershop to trim it, otherwise it would block her vision too much.

She looked so peaceful and quiet, but she had a pair of sparkling eyes. She looked at Si Ting, looking forward to his answer.

Si Ting’s Adam’s apple rolled, and he said: “There are many things in this world that we don’t know about. Most of the time, these things and human beings do not interfere with each other. But sometimes, other things happen. At least eight out of ten places like the ghost house are fake, but there will always be one real place."

"You mean, the ghost house we are going to next is really a ghost?" Su Li gently supported her hands and sat on the ghost noodle table.

Yu Luo's figure is also relatively petite, and the table is also a bit taller. After Su Li sat on it, her feet were suspended.

She was wearing a knee-length A-line skirt, and the skirt spread out, revealing a pair of well-proportioned calves.

Si Ting's gaze fell on her white and slender ankles for a long time, before shook his head helplessly, "You may not believe it, but if you go back, I'm afraid you will have life worry."

"Teacher, how did you know? If I go, I might die?" Su Li tilted her head and looked at him from time to time at her ankle. So wicked together, gently shaking the calf.

Si Ting put the lesson plan in his hand on the table, then bent over and raised his hand to hold Su Li's shaking ankle.

This action was so sudden that Su Li was taken aback. She reflexed to kick it, but He Siting was too hard to get away.

"What are you doing!" Su Li blushed, her feet still struggling.

"Don't move." Si Ting said harshly, "Don't you want to know? I just want you to see clearly."

"You let me go! What do you want me to see!" Su Li stretched out to push his shoulders, and said while pushing, "Teacher, pay attention to the influence! Now if someone pushes the door in, you will definitely think that you are going to insult me. !"

Just think about it. At this moment, Su Li is wearing a table and sitting on the table, but Si Ting is holding her ankle. She is pressing the skirt with one hand, and the other is still pushing him... This scene, I think so. color.

Si Ting's hand paused slightly. He raised his eyes to look at the anxious girl with red cheeks and tears in her eyes, and calmly said: "I didn't want to do anything to you, you have something on your ankle."

"What?" Su Li didn't move, looking at the feet caught in Si Ting's hands somewhat blankly.

She wore small white shoes, and the skin from the exposed calf to the ankle was white and tender, with nothing else. "Where is the stuff?"

"It's here." Si Ting pressed another hand on her ankle a few times, and then rubbed it over, leaving an itchy, burning touch.

Then, Su Li saw a faint black mark on the place he touched.